Lyrics to "40 Fingers"

lyrics to

Mortal Micronotz "Forty Fingers"

Pay Your Bill I'm not seventeen, so convict me You say I've lost my mind, it's true I'm not seventeen, so convict me You say I've lost my mind, it's true I'm not gonna take it no more I'm not gonna take it no more I'm not gonna make it no more I'm not gonna take it no more So convict me Say I've lost my mind, it's true I'm not seventeen, so convict me You say I've lost my mind, it's true Hey! You better pay me back, pay me back You got to pay me back sometime Hey! You better pay me back, pay me back You got to pay me back sometime I'm not part of your scene, so convict me You say I've lost my mind, well it's true I'm not seventeen, so convict me You say I've lost my mind, it's true Hey! You better pay me back, pay me back You got to pay me back sometime Hey! You better pay me back, pay me back Mannequin Head You know you're just a mannequin head And your brain is dead, and your mind is lead Your son, your son boy shaves his head Then he goes to bed You wish him dead and well Too much going on Can't touch this song You try to go to sleep and dream Then you have a dream where a man screams You're never going to figure it out Then you start to shout Too much going on Can't touch this song You know, you just don't know, you just don't know Why try it? You know, you just don't know, you just don't know Why fight it? Man, you're just a mannequin head Brain is dead, your mind is lead Your son your son whoah he shaves his head Then he goes to bed You wish him dead and well Too much going on Can't touch this song You know, you just don't know, you just don't know Why try it? You know, you just don't know, you just don't know Why fight it? Hey! Scarborough Fair Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Because the one true love you once shared It'll soon be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Because the one true love you once shared It'll soon be a true love of mine Tell her to make me a sickle of pain Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Because the one true love you once shared It'll soon be a true love of mine Tell her to buy me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Because the one true love you once shared It'll soon be a true love of mine It'll soon be a true love of mine It'll soon be a true love of mine Exit 301 Say you don't know me, nobody does I don't want to hear about it Just because, just because Get it done, buy a gun Get it done, buy a gun If living is easy and dying's so dumb I don't want to hear about Get a gun You say no-one knows you You're feeling no pain And I don't ever want to stay the same 'Cuz I don't want you no more And I don't want to take it no more If living is easy and dying is dumb I don't want to hear about Get a gun You say no-one knows you You're feeling no pain And I don't ever want to stay the same Stay the same Get it done, buy a gun Get it done, buy a gun I don't want you no more And I don't want to take it no more Get it done, buy a gun Get it done, buy a gun I don't want you no more And I don't want you no more (I dont wanna hear it) Psychodeli Whoa, whoa, whoa You were running You were running You were running You were running around I said you was all over town You were running You were running around, traipsing around I got your name And I want your fame And I figured it out And everyone, eveyone's so social You were running You were running You were running You were running around I said you was all over town You were running You were running around, traipsing around I got your name And I want your fame And I figured it out And everyone-- So do it up, don't look down You and I, going down to the ground Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa You were running You were running You were running You were running around I said you was all over town You were running You were running around, traipsing around I got your name And I want your fame And I figured it out And everyone-- So do it up, don't look down You and I, going down to the ground Push it Out You don't look good to me Push it out, push it out, push it out, until it hurts Push it out, push it out, push it out, into the dirt You don't look good to me I see you walking on the kitchen door And I can see your face no more And I can see you've been crying And I wonder, I wonder What makes you keep trying Push it out, push it out, push it out, you're so leather Push it out, push it out, push it out, you're so together You don't look good to me Push it out, push it out, push it out, until it hurts Push it out, push it out, push it out, until it turns You don't look good to me You don't look good to me Fall Down Don't you know I've spent my time on a sucker tested con man scheme I'm a blind, shiftless, lazy spark eyed fool Blind to the lies of a sucker's dream It doesn't really matter It might hurt if I fall down Rock and roll can start your life But leave you a pathetic mess It's all up to you man Run the race up to the rails To get next to you is to be a slave To be next to you is to be afraid So blame you Don't you know I've spent my time on a sucker tested con man scheme I'm a shiftless, lazy spark eyed fool Blind to the lies of a sucker's dream To get next to you is to be a slave To be next to you is to be afraid Rock and roll can start your life But leave you a pathetic mess It's all up to you man Run the race up to the rails Black and White She doesn't explain to save her grace She's gonna read between the lines And all the reasons scare me away And turn to the black and white I wonder, I wonder why I see you in black and white I know when she's sleeping When it's late at night And the company you're keeping turn to black and white I wonder, I wonder why I see you in black and white Come on! Why me? I wonder, I wonder why I see you in black and white She doesn't explain to save her grace She's gonna read between the lines And all the reasons scare me away And turn to the black and white I wonder, I wonder why I see you in black and white 40 Fingers Black as night Comes raining down on your head Down on your pretty head Forty fingers You say you want it, man you got it Forty fingers Black as night Comes raining down on your head Your hurting head Forty fingers You say you want it, man you got it Forty fingers, forty toes You scratch your nose You scratch all the bullshit Black as night Comes raining down on your head Your hurting head Forty fingers You say you want it, man you got it Forty fingers Breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown over you I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown it's true And I told you what I am going through And I told you what I am going to do And I told you what I am going through And I told you what I am going through And I told you what I am going to do And I told you what I am going through I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown I'm not having a breakdown over you It's true....you... I Want Your Soul I've been running and I can't slow down Got to get myself out of this town But you know that I'm bound I've been running and I don't know when I can see all of the sin And it's making me grin And she says, I want your soul I've been running since the day I heard All about your versed words And I've been to another land But you don't mind, I swallowed my pride And it's helping me now And they say, I want your soul And she says, I want your soul I've been running since the day I heard All about your versed words I've been running since I don't know when I can see all of the sin And it's making me grin And she says, I want your soul Carnival Freak Show Clockwork clown plays a ragtime tune It's just a scream Violent man in a violent room It's got to be a dream Never wake up, never wake up, it followed me Man in a white clown face won't let me be And if I close my eyes, pray my soul to keep And if I close my eyes, death comes creeping with me There's murder in his eyes It's just a scream And it's so quick to kill It's got to be a dream Man in a white clown face won't let me be And if I close my eyes, pray my soul to keep And if I close my eyes, death comes creeping with me Clockwork clown plays a ragtime tune It's just a scream Violent man in a violent room It's got to be a dream Never wake up, never wake up, it followed me Man in a white clown face won't let me be And if I close my eyes, pray my soul to keep But if I close my eyes, death comes creeping with me Summer of Hate Take a knife, and you twist it in Can't see anything except my feet and my fists Do you wanna know what love is? Do you really want to know? Going down so quick, but it comes down so slow I said it comes down so slow I said I'll be waiting for you I said I'll be waiting The winter is gone and summer is here and finally you know In the summer heat you don't know who you are You better beware that you pushed it too far That you don't that you dont push it too far! That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far 'Cuz I'll be waiting 'Cuz I'll be waiting for you Take a knife, and you twist it in Can't see anything except my feet and my fists Do you wanna know what love is? Do you really want to know? Going down so quick, but it gets down so slow Oh, and I'm out of here so slow 'Cuz I'll be waiting

That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far (that summer of waiting) That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far (i'll be waiting) That summer of hate, you couldn't make it too far